When I am ready
for the call
of light
to usher in
the mist of
no man’s land
as a prelude
to my departure
When the border
halfway here
and yonder
becomes fluid
please stay
by my side
but set
me free
Let me be
just me
in this space
in-between
to explore
I need to cross
this threshold
on my own
Even when
I might seem
confused
or in agony
it is my time
to wander
to get closure
of this lifetime
If my breath of life
is slowing down
so eager
to merge with
the eternal one
in will come
the heavenly helpers
to guide me
Dit gedicht heb ik intuïtief geschreven, maar niet in afstemming op een dierbare ontvangen. Het geeft een indruk van mijn dichtwerk. Het mag gedeeld worden met vermelding van © Troostende Woorden – Sabine Vekemans
This poem was received intuitively but not in alignment with the energy of a specific loved one who passed away. It is intended to give you an impression of my poetry.
